Obviously i returned to my apartment in a slightly soaked state of dress, so i wasted no time in stripping down to my so-called ‘gay pride’ unionbay tee and some undies. I was actually about to lose one of the two (i’ll leave it to your imagination) since they were both damp when i looked out my window and saw someone standing directly in the window of the apartment across the street from mine. He wasn’t turned totally in my direction, but the cross-bar of the window-frame blocked out his eyes exactly so i really couldn’t tell whether he was leering at me or not. After scratching myself to see if i could get a reaction out of him, i grabbed my multi-coloured afgan (stolen from home) and wrapped it around myself so that it looked like some sorta of crunchy hippy dress. I figure, if someone’s gonna be watching me the least i could do would be cross-dress a little…